Hate thy neighbour as thyself.

I say anything you pay me to say

I do anything you enlist me to do

I’m an actor and a liar

And I think my pants are on fire

I’ll promote your bank your drug your atomic escalator

I’ll make believe in it for you

I say anything you pay me to say

I do anything you insist that I do

I hate my neighbour as I hate myself

I just want his money for the good of my health

All people are germs they should be wiped out next week

I make funny adverts and rip off the meek

I’m faithful to no-one my pleasure is paramount

And the world should wear condoms now that I’m out

Of the womb and fully in control of my career life and fate

I tell scandalous jokes at edinburgh festival

And do whatever the F I like mate

Holiday holiday baking clay in St Tropez

Some comtrassionate people are more gentle than I

But they don’t pretend to be someone else for a living

I don’t want a job packing pizzas in Bradford mum

I’ll put on a beard I’ll make up my nostrils

I’ll live in a box and squeak like a hamster

I wanna be a bank manager’s codpiece

Be all things to all customers and go swinging with dancers

I say anything you pay me to say

I do anything you enlist me to do

I’m an actor and a liar

And I think my pants are on fire

I’ll promote your bank your drug your atomic escalator

I’ll make believe in it for you

I say anything you pay me to say

I do anything you insist that I do

Some of it might be artistic thalidomide

And some of it might be true. 

21.5.2012 - Moscow. Sunday. Pop Group's still in Prison.